Su Mingan opened his eyes.

The light reflected the scattered glass shards, and the white snow poured towards him. He stared numbly at the drafty floor-to-ceiling glass in front of him, and his thoughts seemed to be frozen by the winter snow.

"...Teacher?" Tredia's voice came from the side, and she stared at Su Mingan with concern.

Su Mingan stood up slowly while holding on to the wall, and walked deeper into the corridor step by step. Since the movement of his legs had not fully recovered, every step he took was extremely difficult, as if he was stepping on a sharp knife.

"Crack, crack", he crushed the snowflakes on the ground and didn't look back.

This week, he was not going to enter the room with Tredia. Tredia would lose his soul as soon as he saw the "d-r-e-a-d" command, and he would not be able to kill Lin Guang in the recovery cabin.

Su Mingan will be the first to climb to the rooftop this time.

"Su Ming'an?" When delivering the wheelchair, Yamada Machichi called him softly: "Are you okay..."

Yamada vaguely felt that something was wrong with Su Ming'an's state, a bit like the way they looked when they fell into hallucinations in the Eighth World, with numb and indifferent eyes.

Su Mingan stretched out his hand to get on the wheelchair and rushed into the night in an instant. His pupils were unfocused, as if they were still reflecting the ice-blue lightsaber that pierced his heart last week.

——He is fighting against death every minute and every second. Yueyue's deficiency disease is not irreversible. The only thing he can do is to try his best to get to where she is earlier and to talk to her a few more words.

Words. His missionary aura can heal her. As long as she talks to him more, the deficiency disease can be cured and she will not die.

As long as he goes faster, faster...

"Shua——!!"

He rushed into the night in a wheelchair, soared upwards, and reached the rooftop ten minutes earlier than the previous week.

In front of the central console of the nuclear explosion, he controlled the Yaya invasion, and data like snowflakes flashed before his eyes. He evacuated the guards at the gate of the City of Gods, changed their patrol routes, and shortened the time for the clones to arrive as much as possible.

"Dip-dip-"

Scarlet warning light flowed in front of his eyes like blood, and his vision was dizzy, as if he was deep in a cold river of blood.

In the upper right corner, barrage floated like snowflakes:

[There will be no problem, Lin Guang will definitely die, as long as the nuclear explosion is prevented. 】

[Linguang will definitely not kill Su Mingan, and it will be okay if he fails in the end. 】

[Player No. 1, Happy New Year’s Eve, Happy New Year~ Let’s celebrate the New Year together~]

[I saw a young lady wearing a demon fox mask on the street. She looks very similar. Could she be Lin Yin~]

【……】

It seemed like a world that was not related to this. Some people were talking about the Spring Festival Gala, some were guessing charades, and some were concerned about his body that could barely move. But most people felt that even if Su Ming'an only had one hand left to move, he would not lose.

He will never lose.

"Bang!" Suddenly, a gunshot suddenly rang out from behind, like a sharp blade cutting through the air. Severe pain shot through the back of Su Ming'an's hand for a moment, and then went numb quickly.

A silver-white bullet engraved with lilies and butterflies fell to the ground with a clang. Su Mingan turned around and saw the white-haired young man on the rooftop.

The source light gathered around Lin Guang's body, like small silvery fishes. The soft white lines connected around Lin Guang's body, forming a torrent of silver-white steel like a mountain, like an emperor surrounding the city of gods.

Lin Guang moved the muzzle of his gun and aimed it at Su Mingan's hanging legs. This time, Su Mingan did not cooperate with Tredia to injure Lin Guang, and Lin Guang's injuries were limited to explosion injuries.

"Bang!" There was another gunshot, and Su Mingan opened the wheelchair barrier in time. Lin Guang no longer fired, but triggered the weapons and artillery around him.

"Boom-boom-boom-!"

At this moment, the artillery fired in unison, and the golden-red light was like the sun's rays converging on the muzzles of different thicknesses. The sound of particle collisions "clattered" and the cannonballs flew out, erupting in a brilliant brilliance like daylight.

[Defense value: 39000 points]

[Defense value: 37000 points]

[Defense value: 35000 points]

【……】

The barrier flickered, the defense value continued to decrease, and the entire glass building trembled violently in the gunfire. Su Mingan's barrier was bombarded indiscriminately, but his attention was only on the nuclear explosion center console in front of him.

The key to fighting for time is only the speed at which the clone Ming arrives. Su Ming'an has already tried it in the previous game. Space vibration cannot kill Lin Guang. Lin Guang's laser battle suit is obviously to restrain the space vibration, unless someone cooperates with him to kill him.

.

Then, as long as the clone Ming comes as soon as possible...

"Beep-Beep--" The wheelchair barrier around him slowly dimmed. Su Mingan sensed the position of the clone, and it should be ten minutes faster than the last time.

Thus……

"boom!"

The barrier broke, and the wheelchair was overturned in an instant. Lin Guang rushed to his eyes in an instant, and twisted his wrist against the center console with a "click". After the skin and flesh were broken, the white bones bulged out, making a scalp-numbing sound.

Cracking sound.

Lin Guang's skin and flesh were rolled up, half of his body was charred and covered with explosion wounds, and his whole body was covered with red and black liquids of various colors. The blood even adhered to Su Ming'an's body.

As the wheelchair was kicked over, Su Mingan fell back uncontrollably and lay down on the snow. The wheelchair was kicked three meters away with a clang.

The white snow was quickly dyed bright red.

Lying on the ground, Su Mingan's eyes glanced at the ferocious expression in front of him, and saw the flying snowy night sky. The pure black night curtain was covered by white snow today, with no stars or moon, and only the snow was like stars.

The pain in his wrist suddenly became numb, and the extremely low temperature seemed to freeze his consciousness.

...so cold.

The crisp sound of "click" sounded again, and he heard an overwhelmed sound coming from his right leg. Lin Guang's hand rested on his right ankle.

"I think the anesthetic is not enough. The bone must be completely broken. Lewis, what do you think?" Lin Guang gritted his teeth.

"..." Su Mingan didn't care at all.

His wheelchair is still there, so it doesn't matter even if he is completely disabled. His bones will be restored by the end of the war.

"Click", there was another crisp sound of bone breaking, this time coming from the left leg.

Due to the lingering anesthesia in his body, he even felt numb, as if what had been broken was just a branch instead of his bones.

He saw the fire in the distance getting stronger and stronger, and dozens of black shadows fighting in the sky. At this moment, everyone was caught in the torrent of fate. Whether it was the soldiers and civilians far away on the battlefield under fire, or the two people on the rooftop of the City of Gods.

People who are also covered in blood.

——Lin Guang, the strongest agent of the god camp, and Akto, the supreme leader of the freedom camp, are the source of the torrent of destiny.

As early as the moment he first met Lin Guang, Su Mingan knew that this person was very dangerous. Now his hunch was correct. At the last critical moment of the Battle of Dawn, it was indeed Lin Guang who fought against him. Only they were qualified to fight.

There is no one else.

They began to test each other from the first time they met, from the garden villa, to District 11, to the beacon gathering place, to the Doomsday City, and then to the City of Gods...Linguang was a mountain that he could not climb, unless

He overthrows this mountain, otherwise this war will never end.

At the beacon gathering place back then, some people said that they did not want "one general to achieve success and ten thousand bones to wither", and that they did not want to be reduced to cannon fodder in history to achieve success for others.

——However, "a general succeeds", and the "general" is not the one who bears the most responsibility. If the general fails in the end, "Ten Thousand Bones" will even be unknown in the history books, and human civilization will end on the Fortune Festival in 49 years.

If even the generals cannot "succeed", how can they have "ten thousand bones"?

"Click", "click" and "click" three sounds of bone breaking passed, and Su Ming'an could only move his right hand.

Glancing at the clone's position, Su Mingan knew he had won.

He suddenly raised his hand, a shot of judgment flashed by, and the light froze for an instant.

"Whoa!" At this moment, the long sword from the clone Ming fell from high, penetrated Lin Guang's body, and came out from Lin Guang's chest. The blood fell down like raindrops, dotting Su Mingan's chest, warm

It feels like a warm rain in the heavy snow.

Lin Guang's expression changed from anger to confusion. He stared at his chest for a second, lost strength and fell down. The clone Ming immediately stretched out his hand and pulled Su Ming'an to the side.

With a "poof", Lin Guang fell into the cold snow. His pale cheek was buried face down in the thick blanket of snow, and a large amount of blood oozed from his chest.

"..." Lin Guang didn't say a word, and didn't even have the strength to raise his head.

Su Mingan recalled the wheelchair and rushed towards the night without stopping.

"You can't move anymore, main body, your injuries are too serious——" Ming's voice came from far away.

"Don't worry about me, you just need to prevent the nuclear explosion." Su Mingan said.

He rushed towards the night without looking back.

This time, he was a full ten minutes faster than the last time, rushing towards the pool of blood following the traces left by the army.

Soon, he arrived at the location of the Divine Army, and they gathered on the ground like ants.

"Su..." Seeing Su Ming'an, Edward didn't even have time to say a word.

Su Ming'an's remaining right hand was slightly raised. The next moment, the scarlet scale light rose above the heads of the gods. Strong spatial vibrations swept through the land like a hurricane. Broken bones, pieces of meat, cloth... seemed to be thrown into a blender.

It was torn to pieces.

Edward's blond hair was raised high, like wheat straw growing in the wind under the sun. His expression stayed at the moment of shock. He never expected that Su Ming'an could arrive in time.

This time, Su Mingan's heart showed no fluctuations. In his eyes, Edward was like an NPC destined to die.

Even if there are tens of thousands of comments on the barrage, everything in his eyes is what happened.
To be continued...